Damn just tell me where you want me
The beauty of knowing you’re trying and succeeding one step at a time.
Worried a situation will be ruined? Don’t worry! You can do it yourself.
Learning not to hate the imperfections within yourself so you can help them become better…
At least wear a mask or something
Letting a smile make my frown feel more at home
Balancing one set of spinning plates on top of another, more precarious, set of plates.
Learning to not blow my cap at every minor inconvenience
Frustration blooming to patience fruiting to love
Mad at myself for wanting to do right by my kids even if it means being grumpy at them
Neatly folded, crisply pressed
Oh boy did my body not like being poisoned slightly even a little bit
Recognizing the pattern is the first step
Anger derived from fear does not detract that it is still anger
No frozen yogurt, a day on the ranch, and then an evening of capital-based anxiety
Funny how my anger is never about what I’m busy being angry with
Thinking about how I’m lucky enough not to be as sad as I was, but present enough to know I’m still sad
I think I was not sober when I wrote this
I pretty much pulled an all-nighter…